After opening a branch, the dishes of Huixiang Restaurant were still supplied by the Zhao family, but Zhao Chuchu changed the form of cooperation.

Before, the Zhao family simply sold vegetables to Huixiang Restaurant. Now, Zhao Chuchu wants to provide vegetables for free, but wants to take a profit.

Lu Qian was not interested. Most of Huixiang Restaurant was saved by the Zhao family. He had to repay the favor. Besides, Lu Qian didn't care much about making money. What he wanted most was to develop Huixiang Restaurant and make more friends.

The profit was finally split 40:60, with the Zhao family taking 40% and Huixiang Restaurant taking 60%. Zhao Chuchu also made an additional request: when the branch was recruiting, people from Zhaojia Village would be given priority.

Lu Qian also agreed.

There are four counties under Tangzhou Prefecture, and both parties plan to open branches in the remaining three counties first.

When Zhao Chuchu returned that day, she told the village chief about the recruitment, and the village chief informed the villagers of Zhaojia Village that those who were interested could come to Zhaojia Village to sign up.

The wages are high, food and accommodation are provided, and there are two days of rest per month, four hours each day.

The conditions were very good, and there was a constant stream of people coming to the Zhao family to sign up.

After such a busy schedule, half a month later, a branch of Huixiang Restaurant opened in Rong County, next to Renhe County.

Zhao Chuchu and Zhang Xiuyuan went to hold the opening ceremony with Lu Qian and his daughter.

At the same time as opening the branch, the villagers of Zhaojia Village had already planted the vegetable seeds they had obtained from Zhao Chuchu, and now thin seedlings had grown out.

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"One tael, two taels... thirty-four taels... fifty-eight taels... eighty-nine taels..."

In the bedroom, a handsome young man like a bamboo was sitting sideways on the bed. There was a box on the bed. His slender fingers were holding silver and he was putting small pieces into the box one by one. His thin, light-colored lips opened and closed, counting in a low voice, with a look of concentration.

He is a handsome young man, but he is counting money. No matter how you look at it, there is a kind of contrast.

The boy was counting so seriously that he didn't even notice Zhao Chuchu coming in.

Zhao Chuchu leaned against the door and did not disturb him, quietly admiring the boy counting his money.

Zhao Chuchu didn't speak until the young man finished counting the money.

"I've finished counting. Is there more money now?"

"Well, the total is two hundred and eight taels..."

The young man blurted out, raised his head and looked over. His clear eyes seemed to be as bright and dazzling as the night sky full of stars.

Zhao Chuchu thought to herself, why didn't she realize that her husband was also a little money-grubber before? But he was quite cute, thinking...

"What are you thinking about?" The young man noticed Zhao Chuchu laughing and realized it belatedly. He glared at her in shame and anger. He lowered his head and bit his lips, feeling a little nervous, wondering if his wife would think he was too greedy.

But, but he does love it!

Zhao Chuchu sat beside the blushing boy, put her arm around his shoulders, and played with his cool and shiny earlobe with her fingers.

"I was thinking, silver is so cute, but people who like silver are even cuter." Zhao Chuchu joked.

The young man's clear eyes widened slightly, and he glared at Zhao Chuchu out of the corner of his eye. That look was originally shy, but Zhao Chuchu was actually captivated by this light glance.

Fairy!

Zhao Chuchu couldn't help but kissed the boy's fair and smooth cheek: "What my wife said is the truth."

Zhang Xiuyuan's cheek felt slightly hot where he was kissed, and his heart was beating faster. Although he knew that his wife, who was well-dressed in front of others, would always act like a hooligan in front of him, he would still blush and his heart would beat faster every time his wife made an intimate move.

Zhang Xiuyuan twisted the edge of his clothes with his white fingertips and asked in a low voice, "Don't you think I'm greedy?"